ng vengeance loud;
Giving nobles to the halter,
Cursing England's throne and altar,
Brandishing their pikes and staves.
"Love," said Jane, "are all _these_ slaves?"

[Greek: Aion]

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THE PRIEST'S BURIAL.

He is dead!--he died of a broken heart,
Of a frighten'd soul, and a frenzied brain:
He died--of playing a desperate part
For folly; which others play'd for gain.
Yet o'er his turf the rebels rave!
Be silent, wretches!--spare the grave!

He is dead!--bewilder'd, betray'd, beguiled;
Swept on by faction's fiery blast.
In its blood-stain'd track, a fool, a child!
His doom is fix'd--his lot is cast.
Yet scowls by his bier earth's blackest knave.
Be silent, wretches!--spare the grave!

They dress'd the cold clay in mimic state,
And the peasants came crowding round;
And many a vow of revenge and hate
In that hour on their souls was bound--
Oh! ruthless creed, that never forgave!
Be silent, wretches!--spare the grave!

They bore him along by the village road,
And they yell'd at the village spire!
And they laid him at rest in his long abode,
In a storm of revenge and ire;
And round him their furious banners wave.
Be silent, wretches!--spare the grave!

Then o'er him the bigot chant was sung,
And was said the bigot prayer,
And wild hearts with many a thought were stung,
That left its venom there,
To madden in many a midnight cave.
Be silent, wretches!--spare the grave!

All is done; he is buried--the crowd depart,
He is laid in his kindred clay,
There, freed from the torture that ate his heart,
He rests, till the last great day.
O THOU! who alone canst defend and save,
Wake Ireland wise from this lowly grave.

[Greek: Aion.]

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PRUDENCE.

"Bide your time."--_Rebel Song_.

Bide your time--bide your time!
Patience is the true sublime.
Heroes, bottle up your tears;
Wait for ten, or ten score, years.
Shrink from blows, but rage in rhyme:
Bide your time--bide your time!

Bide your time--bide your time!
Snakes are safest in their slime.
Sages look before they leap;
Heroes, to your hovels creep.
Christmas loves pantomime:
Bide your time--bide your time!

Bide your time--bide your time!
"Shoulder arms"--but never